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My Son is a Top Star

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1133    |    Released on: 21/04/2025

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word, the young producer snapped. She ripped off her b

to our whole generation. And you? Who the hell do

als about Ms. Padilla? Your paid bots started that mes

ks. Might a

round here was

could come work

about to let he

is Presley, the executive directo

e her sponsors pull out if

t bow down and kiss her

options, he

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clearly please

s curling higher wit

umph was sh

out. I'll p

s serious- until I slipped the check into

their gazes sharp and focused, as i

ished. Humiliation h

, her long nails clawing

still work? You're ancient, halfway in the grave- and s

Singyee Entertainment's turf, Declan'

back, but she broke loose and c

er, I simply

ble headfirst with a

d, shards raining d

going

d voice cut thr

know who it was. That ungratef

t on

Declan,

uth switched to pathet

s didn't stand a chance against bl

on her for a fraction of a s

rings y

distance from me, afraid of

im stumble around chasing d

hat he did

e audacity to quest

ved faster than my brain. I reached ou

ng as he glanced at the chaos around us,

't the right place for

up every gossip

de, helping her up like s

had ch

power, money, and serious clout. No one in t

ty, wrapped herself around Declan, f

, and I know you want to protect me... but she's still a respe

es said it all- she

ponding. My focus w

nce was

nded Elora nor

and again, a tight smile barely m

raising him, I could tell

e world wa

tually li

utting on a show

ould he leave home just to back

s really

leaving before I got

Otis's ph

ourse. Don't worry, we'll take good care of Ms

el work

t the show's direction and he immedia

lty came second t

getting pickier by the day, clueless id

seasoned pros like me could

n bond with Declan, combined with Elora's self-proclaim

few sparks- and bo

me, leaned in, and whispered

ook before walking away, ignoring E

a heard that I'd be

e. If Mr. Shaw insists, I'll go along with

gh her plan

how so I could humiliate my

e her- status, presence, everything. N

th her to have any

me, a triple Best Actress- get lumped

middle, waffling like

pass on the

ell silent

ed. Since when was

rd work, after all. Personal coaching

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